I created Qin Tianjian in modern times

Chapter 29

The common feature of these masks is that their facial features are not as clear as other masks.

The pale eyeless mask looked so dazzling against the blood-red clothes.

The masks sit on various joints of the woman, shoulders, elbows, and even knees.

The woman's figure is very soft, but this soft feeling adds a bit of indescribable strangeness to the weird atmosphere at the moment.

Accompanied by the feminine dancing posture, whenever the woman's joints move, the upper mask will float to varying degrees. From a distance, it seems that these masks have come to life.

This made the woman instantly become the focus of the audience, and every movement she made was as soft as a snake.

The body movements are exaggerated, and this degree of exaggeration can even bring an inexplicable pressure to people's psychology.

All the old men who had appeared before began to dance with the woman as the center, and all the musical instruments also served the woman.

When the music changes, the woman's movements will also change slightly.For example, the always soft dance posture will turn to show calm, bold and upright body movements when accompanied by important drum beats.

And when the music begins to be delivered in a low and melodious voice, the woman's movements will give people an eerie sense of immediacy.

The faces of Lake and others were full of horror at this time. Most of them had never heard of it, let alone seen it.

Nuo opera is on the verge of being lost in modern times and has now been listed as an intangible cultural heritage.

It’s not because there are fewer people who know how to do it, but because there is no place to put it into practice.

Almost all troupes that can sing ghost opera still retain the inheritance of Nuo opera, but so what?
On the stage, who would appreciate this weird opera culture?
If someone who doesn’t know the cultural heritage sees a dance with such a weird atmosphere, how can he feel the inheritance spirit and profound connotation of this culture?
On the altar, Zhao Qi was not idle either, holding the bowl of spirits in his hand, he kept throwing it around the altar.

This is called sweeping the altar in witchcraft, toasting the four directions with strong wine, which is an extremely important step in ancient witchcraft rituals.

Finally, the sound of the musical instruments faded, and the Nuo dance movements that were originally opening and closing also stopped.

At the moment when the sound of the final music stopped abruptly, all the dancers seemed to lose their lives, maintaining the final movement and freezing in place.

"it's time."

Zhao Qi thought silently, then put the remaining liquor in the bowl in his mouth, and then picked up the still burning incense candle wick between his fingers.

"call!"

The moment Zhao Qi spouted the spirits from his mouth, the spirits caught fire and burst into flames.

In an instant, a fire dragon shot straight into the sky, illuminating all directions, and at the same time, it also illuminated Lei Ke and the others who were staring at Zhao Qi intently.

I saw a strange handprint in Zhao Qi's hand, and the backs of his hands were touching like lotus blossoms.

And on the only two interlocking fingers in his hand, there is a writing brush.

Zhao Qi closed his eyes and chanted softly. Although his voice was not loud, in the silent environment, everyone could hear every word he said clearly.

"One stroke shakes the world, two strokes with the Patriarch's Sword, and three strokes with a fierce spirit and evil spirit, traveling thousands of miles away."

While talking, Zhao Qi dipped his brush in the black dog's blood on the altar table, and then leaned over the altar to write gracefully.

"Santai gave birth to me, Santai raised me, and Santai protected me."

Gradually, a complicated and obscure spell appeared on the ground of the altar in front of Zhao Qi's eyes.

While Zhao Qi was drawing the talisman, he walked around the fox demon with seven-star steps at a specific pace.

When the last stroke was completed, the brush quickly spun around on his fingertips, and then was held in the palm of Zhao Qi's hands.

"The heaven and earth hide in one turn, the ghosts and gods are startled in the second turn, the sun and the moon come together at two o'clock to move the universe, and the urgency is like a law!"

Strangely enough, just as Zhao Qi's voice fell, the candles originally burning around the altar were blown out by a gust of wind.

"call……"

The altar suddenly dimmed. At first, Lake and the others were worried that something had happened, but then they noticed that the strange spell that Zhao Qi had drawn on the ground slowly shone with a faint golden light, gradually illuminating the altar. The dark altar was illuminated.

However, Zhao Qi was not surprised by all this. He gently put the brush on the altar, then dipped his middle finger in the blood of the cock, and came in front of the fox demon.

This smear of rooster blood was touched by Zhao Qi on the fox demon's eyebrows.

In an instant, the fox demon trembled violently, and then froze on the spot with blank eyes.

"If you want to become a god, you must first get rid of the evil spirits, cut off the dirty soil, and let your soul be pure..."

Zhao Qi sat cross-legged and silently opposite the fox demon. The next step was really important to him.

This entire ancient ritual was designed to help him summon the Gods List.

One, it’s the first time to become a god.

Second, it is for the purpose of calling for fame.

From now on, naturally there is no need to be so cumbersome anymore, and it will be much easier to become a god next time.

Now that everything that can be done has been done, the only thing Zhao Qi is not sure about is whether this ritual will play its due role in summoning the list of gods?
The weird music came again, and the whole Nuo Sacrifice ceremony was coming to an end.

The old people and the woman in red began to take strange steps and circle around the altar.

Only weird tones can be heard from the sounds coming out of the mouth, but the words of the drama cannot be heard clearly.

The masks on their faces faded and appeared in the lingering firelight. If someone who didn't know why saw this scene, they would definitely feel like a group of demons dancing around.

Only the talisman in front of Zhao Qi shone with golden light and was full of righteousness.

"In accordance with God's will from above, and all things below, Zhao Qi, the leader of the list, hereby invites you - the list of gods!!"

When Zhao Qi's hands were clasped together like lotus flowers again, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from between his palms.

hum!
This golden light was dazzling, but as panic-stricken as the sun, it contained coercion and was dignified.

Lake and the others just felt that the cold wind that made them uncomfortable all the time suddenly disappeared, followed by the warmth coming from the altar.

And the scroll with a simple shape suddenly appeared in Zhao Qi's hand!
At this moment, Zhao Qi finally showed a gratified smile.

Last time at the National Secret Service, he tried to change the list of gods, but there was no response. After that, he tried several times in succession, but still no feedback.

In desperation, Zhao Qi could only find a solution from folk customs, and finally finalized this ancient ritual. Fortunately, everything he did now was worth it.

Not only is the summoning successful, but one can also become a god by the way.

And he is very clear that this moment is enough to be recorded in the annals of history, because it inherits the continuation of the ancient civilization and inherits the miracle of the reappearance of the gods of later generations!
Thinking back on the ancient gods, it has been thousands of years ago.

At this time, Zhao Qi stood up with the list of gods in his right hand, looking down at the whole body, bathed in golden light, like a god coming to earth.

And at the moment when it was covered by golden light, the fox demon also returned as if from a dream.

It felt the supreme majesty emanating from Zhao Qi, and instinctively bowed its head and kowtowed respectfully.

Waiting for the apotheosis!

wow-

As the list of gods was slowly opened by Zhao Qi, the scroll was spread out in front of him, and the diamond became more and more dazzling.

Perhaps due to the influence of the Conferred God List, Zhao Qi at this time has completely escaped into an unprecedented experience.

At the moment when the list of gods was opened, he seemed to be able to see the formation and destruction of everything in the world, and even at that moment, he suddenly drifted away from the world and the years...

"What Zhao Qi said before is true!"

At the same time, Cai An, who was watching from a distance, widened his eyes and wiped the sweat from his forehead, the expression of shock on his face was particularly heavy.

The others didn't make a sound, they just stared at the figure standing in the golden light in the distance, in a daze.

(End of this chapter)